Dreams.

I can barely remember my dreams from last night, but they were kind of distressing.

One had me in a room with Doug and Vlad and a bunch of other people and they were snorting PCP like cocaine or something. I've never ever encountered PCP in my entire life, so to have it in my dream is bizarre. They kept telling me to do it and I said no; but I inhaled deeply for some reason and before I knew it, it had gone up my nose. They said something about how it wasn't that bad, but I could feel my nose hurt and in a matter of seconds I began to trip. I was melting all over the place and onto Doug and beyond this, I can't remember where the dream went.

Another dream I had was with my friend, and in it he was around 60 or 65 years old. His blonde hair was a weird blonde-white that kept changing to pure white. His eyebrows were bushy and very dark. He showed signs of balding.
I felt repulsed by his unfamiliar aged appearance, but I put my arm around his shoulder and took a seat next to him anyways. I pretended nothing was different-- he was still the same person he always was and I stayed with him because we were friends. For some reason I saw myself and him in a third person perspective as soon as I did this, and we began to chat right before the dream ended.

It's fucking cold out.